It serves me right to suffer
It serves me right to be alone
It serves me right to suffer
It serves me right to be alone

You see, I'm living in the memory
Of a day that has passed and gone

Every time I see a woman
You know it makes me think about mine
Every time I see a woman
You know it makes me think about mine

You see, I'm living in the memory
Of a woman I've left behind

It serves me right to suffer
It serves me right to be alone
It serves me right to suffer
It serves me right to be alone

Now I'm living in the memory
Of a woman that has passed and gone

Writer : JOHN LEE HOOKER
Copyright : Lyrics © BMG PLATINUM SONGS OBO CONRAD MUSIC